Page 32 of Their Knotty Pack (Starbrook City Omegaverse #3)

Bethany

" L ittle nymph, I brought you something," Miles sing-songs as he pushes the door open. My brows raise as I sit up in the nest, my phone held to my ear.

I wasn't lying when I said I had a call to make. That call just happened to be to Lanie to rant and rave about how infuriating Kieran is.

"Lane?" I swallow roughly as I see the shape of Kieran looming behind my omega. "I gotta go."

Lanie cackles as she hangs up, and I drop the phone next to me. "If the surprise is Kieran, I'll pass."

"It's…it's not just Kieran," Miles admits, stepping into the room and motioning behind him with a flourish.

My hand flies to my mouth in an attempt to stifle my laugh. My attempt does not work.

Kieran walks into our nest, clad in sweatpants, with a much too tight t-shirt stretched across his expansive chest. The bottom is ripped like they tried to turn it into a crop top, and scrawled in handwriting I don't recognize, it reads "I'm sorry I almost hit you with my motorcycle.

" His lavender-spearmint scent is tinged with stress .

His expression is unsure, like he doesn't know what my laughter means. But Miles, standing next to him, looks positively gleeful.

"Turn around, alpha." Miles does a little twirling motion with his finger, and Kieran complies, showing me his back where the shirt reads "and for being a complete ass waffle.

" This time, I do recognize Miles' blocky handwriting.

A snort escapes me, and when Kieran turns back around, his eyes full of hope, I realize what it took for him to do this.

I can feel his trepidation through the bond. His worry.

This arrogant, infuriating alpha made himself look absolutely ridiculous when he didn't have to. For me.

We both know I would have ended up in his room tonight anyway, regardless of our bickering. So for him to do this, to show up, in my room, so vulnerable?

Why?

Could it be…does he want more than what we have right now? I suppose I could ask him.

"What are you trying to get out of this?" I ask, shifting on the bed. "Do you mean it, or did Miles force you?"

"I…" Kieran huffs, running a hand through his hair. "It was Miles' idea, but I do mean it. I…I thought, if I kept you mad at me, at least I wouldn't be a pity fuck."

"I don't pity you, Kieran," I huff. "But I'm allowed to feel like shit for what I did.

" I haven't tried to apologize since the first night we fucked, when he cut me off mid-apolgy, that dangerous look in his eyes.

The reason why makes sense now. He doesn't want me to feel sorry for him.

"Whether or not you hate me because of it, it shouldn't have happened like that. "

"Even though I'm not mad about it…" Kieran trails off, closing his eyes. "I accept your apology. Even if I don't want it. I am sorry I've been an ass, though. I've never known how to do anything halfway, and I admit I may have gotten carried away. "

"Thank you," I tell him gently, "Can we…can we try? To exist together without biting each other's heads off? I know…I know you aren't like my old pack. None of you are."

A small growl rips from him as he takes a step forward. "One of these days, sunshine, I'm going to need a list of every single member of that old pack…and an address. A list of any known weaknesses, and of any not-known ones. I'm going to rip them to pieces for ever thinking they could—"

He stops at my giggle, and I try so hard to keep my sounds to myself.

He just looks so ridiculous, all mad and growly in a ripped crop top.

"I'm sorry," I wipe the tear that falls out of my eye, unable to hold in my laughter.

"It's not—" my voice cracks, and I take a deep breath.

"It's not funny. But…maybe save the threats for when you're not wearing the weirdly sexy apology crop top.

" One last little giggle leaves me, and Kieran looks at me like he's never seen me before.

His eyes are wide, his jaw slack.

"I think you broke him," Miles whispers, and Kieran shakes his head like he's trying to clear it.

"Weirdly sexy?" Kieran asks, his voice choking.

"I want a picture." I grin, lifting my phone and opening the camera as I slide off the mattress.

"You heard her, alpha. Your omega wants some sexy photos for her spank bank.

" Miles laughs as I flip him off, but Kieran has found his composure again and just smirks, lifting both arms and flexing as I snap a picture of the front of his shirt.

I definitely don't focus on his defined abs as the bottom of the shirt rides up at the motion.

When he turns, I get a picture of the back as well.

"Let me see," Miles shoves in next to me, then lets out a low whistle.

"Damn. That was supposed to be embarrassing for you, Kieran, but maybe we should submit this to 'Alpha-Play Magazine' . "

A growl of possessiveness rips through me at the thought of anyone outside of our pack seeing Kieran's bare body .

My cheeks heat as soon as the sound leaves me, and I expect a sneer or an overconfident comment from Kieran, but instead his face softens.

"I don't think our omega likes that idea very much, blue." Kieran says in a surprisingly gentle tone. "And…I know you're joking, but I don't think I want anyone but the two of you looking at me like that anyway."

It's the closest thing to a compliment he's given me since they moved in. My heart, and my omega, melts.

In the next instant, Miles' hand is on my waist, and he draws me close to him. "Is this something you're ready for, baby?" He asks breathlessly as his forehead meets mine.

"Is what something I'm ready—oh!" Mortification takes over as it dawns on me what he's saying. "What—now? You already talked to him?" That's why he brought him in here?

"Mmhmm," Miles' nose runs up my neck as he inhales before pressing a kiss to my jaw. "Downstairs. We can ease into it."

How is it that his light touch alone can still turn me into a writhing pile of need?

My omega…he wants to share me with our alpha.

And I want to let him.

I'm the one who tilts my face up to capture his lips in a kiss. I'm the one who presses my body to his. "I think we should give our alpha a show," I whisper against Miles' lips as he smiles into my kiss.

His hands reach down to grip one ass cheek in each hand as he kneads the soft flesh with his fingers. When I moan into his mouth, Kieran's purr of approval sounds.

"You two…" he chokes out, and I can sense him taking a step closer. "You two are beautiful together."

Miles starts to kiss down my neck, and when my head falls back, it lands on Kieran's chest. His hands come around my waist, and suddenly my body is alight with sensation.

Kieran pressed to my back, Miles' chest flush against my front, one mouth on either side of my neck as four different hands roam over my body.

I'm on fire.

When Miles reaches for the hem of my shirt, I lift my arms, letting him pull it off me.

Kieran unhooks my bra while sucking on the mating mark he left on my shoulder, sending a gush of slick straight to my pussy and my perfume blossoms in the air.

Miles' head falls as he groans. "Fuck, how does that never get old?" His answering scent tickles my nose, and my hand brushes over the front of his pajama pants. A hard cock pulses at my touch, making me grin.

Kieran nips at my ear. "Naughty girl, teasing our omega like that. Though I'm not going to complain about the delicious combination of your scents."

"Mmm," my voice breathless as Miles bends forward, taking one of my nipples in his mouth. "Miles likes it when I tease him, don't you babe?" Miles nods, his lips still wrapped around my sensitive peak.

"Is that right?" Kieran kisses my back between my shoulder blades before his hand comes around my front, running his fingers over my clothed pussy. "Do you like it when I tease you? "

"Don't you dare," I gasp, and he immediately shoves his hand down the front of my leggings, groaning when his calloused fingers meet my soaking wet folds.

"Fuck, sunshine, you're all kinds of ready for us, aren't you?"

My head falls back against his chest again, my body absolutely overloaded on sensation.

My mouth goes dry as I nod. "So ready." Kieran uses his free hand to tilt my chin back to him, and he meets my lips in a dominating kiss.

It's not as rough as he usually is, but the intent is still there. Pure possession .

"How do you want us, nymph?" Miles pops off my nipple long enough to ask me. "Is your ass on the table tonight? Or is one of us taking your mouth?"

I swallow roughly, Kieran's hands doing sinful things to me as he continues to lazily stroke his fingers through my folds. He nips at my lips once before letting me answer.

I've never had anal outside of my heat. I'm pretty sure that's something…I need to work up to.

"Mouth this time," I choke out, my heart pounding in my chest. Kieran pulls down my leggings with one motion, and I step out of them before he carries me to the bed, nothing but heat and pure want in his eyes.

When both men are completely naked, Kieran settles between my legs, his face immediately burying in my pussy. My back arches off the bed as a sharp cry leaves me.

"Maybe we should soundproof the nest," Miles mutters before laying down next to me and capturing my lips in a kiss.

Kieran's head shoots up. "Nope. They all told me to shut up if I griped about being able to hear you and not being able to do anything about it, they can stroke their own dicks and get over it.

" Then he continues his assault on my pussy, sucking my clit into his mouth.

His hands move to grip my ass—one hand on each cheek—as Kieran devours me like he's eating his last meal.

Miles chuckles at Kieran against my lips, and I use one hand to hold Kieran to me while the other threads through my omega's hair. I'm so damn close.